Wesley Corpus

Page 102 "He that toucheth you, toucheth the apple of his eye." Zech. ii. 8. Jesus on the celestial hill Doth for his people care, Doth suffer in his members still, And all our sorrows bear: If crush'd on earth the foot complain, Feeling the injury The head above cries out in pain, "Thou persecutest me." "Sing and rejoice, O daughter of Zion: for lo, I come, and I will dwell in the midst of thee, saith the Lord." Zech. ii. 10. Sing with joyful acclamation, Zion's ransom'd daughter sing; You I make mine habitation, Unto you my kingdom bring, Reign within you, Reign the saints' eternal King. "The Lord shall inherit Judah his portion in the holy land, and shall choose Jerusalem again. Be silent, O all flesh, before the Lord: for he is raised up out of his holy habitation." Zech. ii. 12, 13. Rising out of thy holy place, Almighty Lord, appear, To choose again thy chosen race, To claim thy portion here; Brought back into the promis'd land Thine ancient flock restore, That all mankind may see thy hand, And silently adore! "Is not this a brand, plucked out of the fire?" Zech. iii. 2. By a miracle of grace My soul redeem'd hath been, In the furnace of distress, And in the fire of sin: